Inside This Shell

My ghost haunts me, it reflects all that could be.

Remnants of a wasted life lie beyond the wilting tree.

I feel the hatred, it comes in waves of three.

I know now but you must disagree.  

I’m looking at you through the glass.

How much time has passed? I know this cannot last.

I’m all alone inside this shell I call home.

This forever is my oppressor.

My soul has become engraved on this dying dream.

Nothing is what it seems.

An epidemic of the plastic dolls selling the regime.

Is this real? So much to question.

I’m waiting for your confession.

The machines lie and the children cry.

You can’t expect a bit of hope, for they always pass by.

Before you tell yourself it’s different than what you see, remember what you’re staring at is me.

Author's Note

Inspired by the song Through Glass by Stone Sour, which so happens to be one of my favorite songs. Anyway please let me know your thoughts, anything would be greatly appreciated.

Reviews

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Love this right from the opening line... when it's in your head how do you know what you see is real? The image of the engraved soul on a dying dream is a painful one, to put so much of yourself into a single dream that its demise will take the soul with it... while your poem complements the song (which I had never heard until now - thanks for the introduction to it) I still see a lot of your own style and themes throughout...it's amazing how we often we connect to the lyrics of a song; I guess it just means that under the right circumstances we aren't that much different than others out there, even those we watch through that glass...nicely-done, Twiggy!

[youngkingkwan]

I enjoyed it, there's a reason we're voting on this piece.

[Emily]

I like the story it tells!
Well done!!
Keep it up!!

[AaronFreitas]

A beautiful write inspire by an amazing song and song writer. I actually got to watch Corey Taylor do an acoustic show in Hollywood on Sunday and got to witness that song performed :) I loved your words... the depth in your thoughts in beautiful... and you have good taste :)

[T.Y Abdul]

Hon, your poems always stir something up in me, you know the way you capture the words and make them yours, its, it's fantastic. Good work.

[Bear]

After listening to the song to hear what inspired you it adds more depth to your poem. You captured the sense of your captivity in reflected social depravity, from plastic dolls to machines that lie, it's not just fake it is unreal. That is pretty deep thinking. I hope you consider taking a class in sociological at some point, it would be interesting to read you work afterwords. Masterfully written my friend :~)

[Dani The Unreviewed]

A very well done poem. It is relatable. Maybe you could enter it in my contest.
Link bellow.
http://www.writerscafe.org/contests/Dark-poems-and-short-stories/51581/

i'm rating this 100#